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The Eyes Of Texas Are Upon You

As the sun was beginning to set, we neared the border between New Mexico and Texas. Of course I had my heart set on a picture of the ‘Welcome to Texas’ sign that I assumed was going to be larger than life. Everything is bigger in Texas right?! Well apparently not if you cross over in Farwell, Texas on I-84.

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You can imagine my disappointment.

Just as I was about to have a major rant, Texas pulled through in all of its glory.

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Hallelujah!

4284061We had finally made it! Captain didn’t quite understand why I had woken him up for this photo op but he obliged. Holden just sat in the cat tent/cage meowing uncomfortably as he had done for the majority of the trip. A sense of great accomplishment came over Babette and I which solidified our plan to drive straight through to Austin without stopping in Lubbock. We had just about 8 hours of driving left. Babette was finishing one of her shifts, I would drive another three hours, and she would bring us into Austin.

I sent the Texan a screen shot of us, finally in the same state.  I was overjoyed to have made it to my new home state safely and with no major barriers.

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The west Texas sunset was gorgeous that night.

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Babette and I made it to my new Austin home at about 1:30am Wednesday (or very very late Tuesday night) just in time to prepare for Thanksgiving, Texas style! Our road trip was epic. There are so many details that I can’t possibly cover, as I still feel as though I’m recovering from this move half-way across the country. Suffice it to say, she and I are closer than ever and we have perfected the southern accent 😉

I am finally at home with my Texan.

Sigh.

Yale Reservoir: Al Morrison Regatta Part II

A little photography follow-up on the Al Morris Regatta 2012. What a great way to combine the two passions!

Yale Reservoir

Crystal clear water!!! Who wouldn’t want to swim in this?!

Getting ready for the start. Quite a few boats were over-early although you can’t tell at this point. The roof of the Tolman (the red boat) proved to be a great place for taking photos (I was riding in the Whaler for this race).

Irie, my dad’s retirement restoration project. A fully restored 1957 wooden Thistle.

Sailing downwind

Probably going to enlarge this one…

Rounding the leeward mark

Look at my mom hiking out!

Red Rascal, the Alaskan Tolman Skiff that my dad built. My family is so cool.

Yale Reservoir: Al Morris Regatta

Currently en route I-5 north to Cougar, Washington to partake in the Al Morris Regatta–otherwise known as The Pacific NW Thistle Districts.

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Irie will be making her maiden voyage in less than 24 hours. She’s a 1957 entirely wooden Thistle that’s been lovingly restored by my dad over the last year.

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A labor of love for sure. More photos to come, and of course champagne!

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“A Boat; A hole in the water in which one pours money.”

Swiss Miss

Currently wishing I was in the Swiss Alps.

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I nearly made it down the mountain with that cow’s bell–which would have been the best souvenir–but I felt bad and left it. The size of bell reflects the quality of the milk produced by the cow i.e. biggest bell equals the best milk (or so I was told).

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Parapenting over the Bernese Alps near Leysin Switzerland.

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Every morning the clouds would roll in from the valley floor, floating over me while I lay in bed. Breathtaking.

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That’s when the wanderlust really set in.

Falling in Love in a New York Minute

There were so many beautiful photos to choose from, so I had to narrow it down to the top 12. More dialogue on my love affair with NYC later…

We started off the first morning with breakfast at Tiffany’s, perused the diamonds, strolled through Central Park, and simply enjoyed the city.

The beautiful architecture and signage found all around the city left me amazed. Welcome to the literary bar of the century.

Just gotta appreciate the NYC Metro. People falling asleep on each other, dudes selling incense and “black soap(?),” and the opportunity to have a conversation with someone that will inevitably include the 30 people standing around and on top of you.

Had to have my fortune read by Zoltar on the Coney Island boardwalk. Love the movie Big with Tom Hanks. AND Splash with Tom Hanks, Daryl Hannah, & John Candy which ALSO takes place in NYC.

“Lecrecious the Walrus,” painted by Rob Fricke, my outlaw once removed. Referenced from a novel by my brother The Literary Man.

The Cyclone. World famous roller coaster on the board walk. I will say that the construction looks quite shotty, but at least your friends could say that you died on The Cyclone?

The New York Aquarium mural at Coney Island.

I love Ferris Wheels

“If Paris is France, Coney Island, between June and September, is the world.”

Meet me at the Empire State. We sat below on a roof top bar, and the Empire State building disappeared into the night fog. The scene was just perfect for drinking a Manhattan.

“Crab Kalash aka Khlav Kalash” -Part of a photo project my sister in law has been working on for the past several years. That’s an Alabama flag if you were curious. Also, the title is derived from the Simpsons episode “New York City Vs. Homer Simpson.”

Aquarium mural at Coney Island. I plan to paint this in very large scale.

New York, I love you.

“Each man reads his own meaning into New York.” Meyer Berger

Headed to the big apple to visit mon frère and his wonderful wife. A trip that will most certainly be filled with a random off Broadway show, a Yankees game, and a Great Gatsby party with sequins, cigarettes, martini cocktails & mint juleps. Sigh.An amazing city where you can go out, drink 4 boisson and pay the tab by throwing down a $100 dollar bill. Yes, that is a real photo I took after an aperitif at The Algonquin last fall.

A city where you can step outside and within three blocks, eat any type of food that you wish, be threatened in some fashion, buy a pack of American Spirits for $19.89, and find someone who is willing to sell their soul for Radiohead tickets.

A city that can–but probably shouldn’t–give you everything you need in life.

It’s strange when you can go to place and feel the history. It feels comfortable and yet exciting and new. I took this photo of the Brooklyn Bridge last fall–a very very cliche photo to take–and it’s a prime example of how a place can remain the same through time, but change in its meaning and purpose for all who encounter it. New York is a city where people go to find themselves, to lose themselves, or to just have an effing good time.

Art, culture, life. Turn the corner during a trip to the MOMA and you are in awe of Jasper Johns’ Flag that means so much more because it hangs at 11 West 53rd. America is New York.

Let’s also call attention to one of the most amazing movies that is based in New York, An Affair To Remember with Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr. Handsome playboy Nicky Ferrante and beautiful night club singer Terry McKay have a romance while on a cruise from Europe to New York. Despite being engaged to other people, both agree to reunite at the top of the Empire State Building in six months. However, an unfortunate accident keeps Terry from the reunion, and Nicky fears that she has married or does not love him anymore. Will he discover the truth behind her absence and reunite with his one true love, or has fate and destiny passed them by?

New York I love you.

Hawaiian Photography

-New photos up on the art and photography page-

a little taste of heaven